Seven and Seven Is
Yeah, oom oom When I was a boy I thought that someday I would be a man I'd sit inside the fireplace, pretend that I was in a can Go inside my room and put my mind in an ice cream cone And you can throw me if you want, but I'm a ball and I go Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, yeah Oh, yeah yeah Now if I don't stop crying, it ain't cos that I have got no eyes My clock lies in the fireplace, my dog lies hypnotised And then there was the time I wasn't able to find my way And I'm trapped inside a night without a day and I go Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah Now, when I was a boy I thought that someday I would be a man I'd sit inside the fireplace, pretend that I was in a can Go inside my room and put my mind in an ice cream cone Now you can throw me if you want, but I'm a ball and I go Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, yeah Oh, yeah yeah
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
Please clean your plate dear, the Lord above can see you Don't you know people are starving in Korea? Alcohol and razor blades and poisons and needles Kindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'em The over indulgent machines were their children And there wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em Cos they look just like a human at Kresge's and Woolworth's But decadent brains were at work to destroy Brats in battalions were ruling the streets Sayin' generation landslide, close the gap between them And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived those billion dollar babies La la da da daa Militant mothers hiding in the basement Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs While mothers' lib burned birth certificate papers And dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance Sister's out till 5, doing banker son's hours But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father Stop at full speed, at 100 miles per hour The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived those billion dollar babies La la da da daa No one gives an oink about prom night or football 'Cause just getting home from school safe is a gamble and a blessing Girlsies play with girlsies and boysies with boysies Bored with one another, like old broken Christmas toysies Kids are all hot, get their parents so annoysie And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026